Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 131 [The Black Turtle awakens, the Chaos Bell appears]

"Roar!"

A beast roar shook the earth, and the golden black turtle that had appeared twice appeared again in the sky.

The mysterious tortoise roared in the sky, venting its inner joy.

When Xuanyuan's aura gradually climbed to the level of quasi-sage, the mysterious tortoise in the sky instantly fell from the sky and crashed towards Xuanyuan.

The explosion of heaven and earth visions made the saints look sideways. Only Zhang Yan looked at it all with a smile.

As the saint mentally deduced a little, he understood everything immediately, and they all looked at Zhang Yan, their eyes full of surprise, especially the gaze of Yuanshi Tianzun looking at Zhang Yan, which was full of praise.

Zhang Yan never thought of deliberately hiding it from the saint. The saint understood all this with a little deduction. Zhang Yan actually imitated Nuwa and sent other people's souls into reincarnation to seize the throne of the human emperor.

This move may seem like nothing, but long ago, this mysterious turtle had been Zhang Yanyou's master and disciple, and now he has become the Human Emperor, directly taking away half of the Human Emperor's destiny.

Merit is not the most needed thing for a truly strong person, but things like luck are different. Even saints are fighting endlessly for this thing.

"Boom!"

The Black Turtle escaped into Xuanyuan's body. Xuanyuan's aura, which originally rose gradually slowly, made rapid progress in an instant after the Black Turtle escaped into the body.

"Quasi-Sacred Middle Stage!"

"The peak of the Quasi-Saint Middle Stage."

"Quasi-Saint Late Stage!"

".."

The aura emanating from Xuanyuan continued to rise, and in the blink of an eye it reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage, infinitely close to the Hunyuan realm.

However, the Hunyuan realm is not easy to break through. This still requires the recognition of heaven and earth. The fortune of heaven and earth in this realm is no longer enough to breed a saint.

So Xuanyuan could only stop here.

"call!"

Xuanyuan slowly opened his eyes, which contained unspeakable complexity. At the moment when merit entered his body and his realm reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage, he had completely accepted the memories of billions of years in his previous life.

Xuanyuan looked at Saint Nuwa, his eyes were complicated and unbearable, but there was no hatred or resentment.

If there is no destruction, there will be no establishment, and no one will be able to tell clearly until the end of the relationship.

"The way of heaven is above. From now on, there will be no mysterious turtles in the ancient world, only the Human Emperor Xuanyuan."

Xuanyuan didn't hesitate at all, and directly took the oath of heaven to establish his true self.

"good!"

Yuanshi Tianzun brushed his beard and said, even smiling a little.

As a disciple of Zhang Yan, Xuanyuan has been deeply impressed from the depths of his soul. It is equivalent to Xuanyuan being his disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. Luck and Chanjiao are connected together. The moment Xuanyuan made the oath of heaven.

Yuanshi Tianzun could feel that Chanjiao's luck had risen by at least half a level.

Especially his disciple Daoyan Tianzun is a quasi-sage, and now he has a disciple who is also a quasi-sage. This is such great luck.

"Xuanyuan pays homage to the master, pays homage to the master uncle, and the master uncle."

As a third-generation disciple of Chanjiao and a fourth-generation disciple of Xuanmen, Xuanyuan undoubtedly confirmed his position here.

"Get up!"

Yuanshi Tianzun stretched out his hand to help, and at the same time, a spiritual light flew past. This spiritual light contained rich essence of water and rich earth energy. When it landed in front of Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan was a little surprised.     “For you, this tortoise shell is returned to its original owner.”

Xuanyuan looked at the tortoise shell in front of him, and a familiar feeling filled his heart.

This tortoise shell was made from Xuan Turtle's body in his previous life. All his cultivation in his previous life was based on that tortoise shell. The quasi-sage realm could not be broken. If he had not met the saint, he would never have died.

After his death, this tortoise shell was taken away by Yuanshi Tianzun and refined into a top-notch acquired spiritual treasure that mainly focused on defense. At the same time, it was consistent with Xuanyuan's destiny, and it was definitely the most suitable spiritual treasure for him.

Standing in front of you, you are innately invincible.

Xuanyuan accepted the Lingbao, thanked Yuanshi Tianzun, and then looked at Fuxi and Shennong.

"Two royal brothers, let's go."

"The Emperor Xuanyuan's brother has become a Taoist. There is so much movement!"

The two of them smiled and nodded, inviting Xuanyuan to sit in the distinguished vehicle together and head towards the human race's holy land in the sky.

Xuanyuan's Dao Dao had a great impact, and the name of Daoyan Tianzun once again resounded throughout the ancient world, especially the means of his layout, which was really shocking.

In particular, he sent his disciples into calamity to achieve the position of Human Emperor. This move took away most of the fate of the Human Emperor. However, as the Human Saint Master, no one dared to say anything. The calculation was too deep.
  Xuanyuan left, and the human race entered the era of the Five Emperors.

Although the Five Emperors are not as great as the Three Emperors, they are still considered to be talented and resourceful. They lead the country and lead the human race to glory.

The Five Emperors did not have many merits, and they had already been divided by the disciples of the Three Religions. However, what people did not expect was that Zhang Yan was also assigned the position of Emperor Master.

However, Zhang Yan is not in the mood to take this matter into consideration at the moment.

After Xuanyuan became a Taoist and the saints left, Zhang Yan couldn't wait to turn into a golden light and escape towards the distant sky.

As early as when Xuanyuan was in the Zen position, the Daoyan system notified him that it had captured the aura emitted by the Chaos Bell. If Xuanyuan's attainment of Taoism had not been a major event, he would have left long ago.

"Daoyan system, please report the specific location."

"Dip, the breath is hundreds of millions of miles south. The estimated arrival time is 59 days."

"Ah."

It takes two months to arrive, and no one knows what changes will happen. You must know that it is the Chaos Clock, an innate treasure level. It would not be ridiculous if someone else takes away the opportunity.

The mysterious laws of the formation enveloped Zhang Yan's whole body, and fluctuations appeared, causing ripples in the space.

Zhang Yan, who turned into golden light, disappeared from the sky in an instant. When he appeared again, he was already hundreds of thousands of miles away.

The vertical golden light is a magical escape method. No matter how fast it is, it cannot be faster than the speed of space.

The moment Zhang Yan appeared, the space in front of him collapsed, and soon after he got into it, it flickered into the distance again.

Every time he sneaked into a space crack, Zhang Yan did not dare to stay too long. In that void space, there were space cracks everywhere, and no one knew where it led to, or which small world it was.

As Zhang Yan used the laws of space to hurry up, his speed increased dramatically.

The Hundred Thousand Mountains in the south have always been the place where the remaining demon clan lives.
  The Hundred Thousand Mountains does not mean that there are only one hundred thousand miles away, but there are one hundred thousand mountains, each of which is more than hundreds of millions of miles wide. This place has been the habitat of the demon clan since ancient times.

But with the large-scale relocation of the remaining demon clan here, Shiwandashan really started to become lively.

A golden light fell from the sky in the center of Shiwan Mountain.

There is no human being around, and old trees and old roots are criss-crossing each other. The dense canopy completely cuts off the sunlight. There is a miasma everywhere, and a vague evil spirit that lingers.

(End of this chapter)